A Pocketful of Nostalgia
As 21-year-old, while past events are still vivid inside my head; while some of my childhood euphoric and melancholic moments are still as fresh as my mind could remember, I want to write everything down here regardless if it's worth sharing or not. For the sake of my memories being preserved in the system, before they fall into oblivion, as I am on its precipice already, anyway. I. First Memory I believe the first memory I could recollect was during my mom's 3rd labor, the birth of my 2nd sibling, on that delightful day of January 17th year 2002. As 4 years old at that time, I remember waking up being grumpy, whilst my younger brother, Rj, was still sleeping beside me. I immediately looked for my mom because that's what all kids do when they wake-up sad and feel like crying, they wanna hear the comforting voices of their mommies. But when I realized my mom was not there, I got out of the bed, walked right out of the dark bedroom, and saw my Aun
